Nothing there

After a decent farewell party at my mum's atelier, I arrived in Brisbane on a Sunday late afternoon. Fair enough I wasn't expecting anything and the worst case scenario was treated as a real possibility, but I was surprised at how every single little thing went as wrong as it possibly could. It took me long enough to organize a ride from the airport, as Primata let me down in the last minute. Although my dear Alex volunteered, I was stuck in customs for over an hour and got even my computer checked throughly. It would have been ok if my phone was working and I could call her, but I found out my pre paid Optus sim card stops working if you don't recharge it for more than 6 months. Once the custom pigs were finished entertaining themselves at my expense, I walked past numerous people holding signs with names of waited ones but didn't even consider the possibility of Alex being still there after that long and no word. I hoped straight on a train. The thing crossed the western suburbs and I saw how fucked up youth is right now.. not a particularly comfortable feeling to have all my shit on me in a moving metal box full of freaks.

By the end of the long trip, I was the only guy left. That's when I remembered this is a ghost town and I'd be lucky yo find a cab at the station. As statistics have it, it wasn't the case. I was on my own in a pitch black Sunday night without a phone at fucken Varsity Lakes. The only human I spotted was an old Aboriginal lady. I asked for help to get out of there, she said her son was coming to pick her up and she could ask him to give me a lift. I thought I was saved, but the bastard simply said no haha I convinced him to let me use his phone to call a cab, but after 10 minutes fighting with his iphone, he gave up and told me to put my shit in his car.

I got dropped off on my sacred corner, where my symbolic grevillea is growing every day. She looked healthy, at least one good thing. After breaking in to my own house and hacking Primata's computer, I was finally communicable again. The only thing I was sure of at that moment is that I needed to find a new place. My old joint just seemed unrecoverable.

Rafinha carving it

Back just it time for Australia day!

babysauro & Piggy